[ cable freezes in the act of offering out his turkey leg to the disgusted stranger, then blinks once, surprised by the surprise. he and quentin didn't really interact a lot on krakoa--though they were both dating cuckoos at one point, and they ran in slightly tangled circles--so he's admittedly not sure at first how to respond to the clear psychic excitement.
but on the other hand, after what happened on krakoa, and after all the upheaval, and considering this place is neither (apparently!) earth nor one of the familiar timelines cable hikes through, well. maybe he gets it a little bit. ]
Hey, man. Want a corndog? [ he offers out his other fist, wrapped around the stick of said corndog, but more importantly, he relaxes his psychic shields into a cautious ping of greeting and question. for most of his life, his mutant abilities have been tied up in keeping the virus in check, but he did get a lot more practice in using them more broadly while he was with his family. it's probably not the sophistication quentin is used to, but hey, any psychic port in a storm, right? ]
bable, if u will
but on the other hand, after what happened on krakoa, and after all the upheaval, and considering this place is neither (apparently!) earth nor one of the familiar timelines cable hikes through, well. maybe he gets it a little bit. ]
Hey, man. Want a corndog? [ he offers out his other fist, wrapped around the stick of said corndog, but more importantly, he relaxes his psychic shields into a cautious ping of greeting and question. for most of his life, his mutant abilities have been tied up in keeping the virus in check, but he did get a lot more practice in using them more broadly while he was with his family. it's probably not the sophistication quentin is used to, but hey, any psychic port in a storm, right? ]